Icene wiped up the mess in the laundry, with her sheets and a frown, then stuffed them back in the machine and reset it to start again. Then she followed after Adam, cleaning up the occasional spot of blood she spotted on the floors, particularly in the stairwell. She wondered why he went past the third floor, but then remembered, she didn't have a working fireplace in her apartment.
She snickered a little, and then carried on up to his apartment. The blood drops were more frequent now, so she figured the thing was defrosting faster than she'd like, but given Adam's heat, that too was understandable. AS was the door being open when she got there. "Adam? How's it cooking?"